Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

The changes in the heavens and earth begin with the yin polarity and end with the yang polarity.

Six represents Yin, therefore there are six periods of extreme Yin, each lasting six days and six nights.

The anode is nine.

The sun and moon are in the same sky, each time lasting nine days and nine nights.

The Xuanzhen Dao Realm is now experiencing its sixth Yang polarity.

But this time, the Yang polarity was different from the previous five. It was as if the world was about to collapse, and all order and laws became extremely obscure.

Both humans and evil beings were inevitably affected.

Golden flames burned within the phantom of the great sun.

Within the flames, however, was the illusory image of the bright moon.

There is no sun and moon under the same sky.

This time, the sun and moon merged into one.

The sun is the eye, and the moon is the pupil.

The Heavenly Eye, utterly indifferent and aloof, surveys all living beings without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Under that gaze.

Whether it was the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty, the Immortal Realm, or the mortal world, all the creatures in the Yellow Springs Yin Earth felt an unbearable itch all over their bodies, as if a seed within them had been awakened.

The seed was alive, eager to grow from its own body.

The original methods of cultivation seemed to have been abandoned by the world.

Cultivators below the True Immortal level were horrified to discover that their own magical power had become incredibly heavy, making it impossible to circulate.

A celestial being attempted to manipulate time to reverse his own state.

However, it's simply impossible.

Only true immortals who have reached the pinnacle of cultivation can barely maintain this state, but even so, most of their abilities are rendered useless.

"This is the anode!!!"

"Sixth anode!"

"The upheaval in the world is about to end! That is the Eye of the Yellow Heaven. The Yellow Heaven is watching over the Xuanzhen Dao Realm. All previous cultivation methods will be rendered useless."

Some of the monks recognized that the anode was completely different from the previous one.

Although swordsmanship is recognized, there are also some methods of alchemy and weapon crafting that are acknowledged and accepted.

But the monks were different from Chen Huangpi.

Their spiritual practice relies on spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy should have disappeared by now. It was only because the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty sealed itself off and the Immortal Realm was shattered that many immortals fought on the Heavenly River Battlefield, which is why there is still some spiritual energy left.

Now that the upheavals in the world are nearing their end, spiritual energy, which has been denied, will naturally be gradually replaced.

Since the methods of cultivators are based on spiritual energy, they will inevitably be the first to be affected.

But as the saying goes, some are happy while others are sad.

The monks were worried, but the evil ones were completely different.

……

In the human world, amidst the vast mountains.

The strangeness here was extremely unusual, and it had long been a sign of the protagonist of the Yellow Heaven Era.

Not only influenced by Chen Huangpi, but also developed alternative weapon-refining methods.

Now, under the gaze of the Yellow Heaven's Eye.

The power of the evil beings is being nurtured even more frantically.

Around Yuqiong Mountain, under that strange hawthorn tree with its lush foliage that blocks out the sky.

The Nine-Eyed Evil stared with its nine eyes, staring intently at the Yellow Eye of Heaven in the sky.

Beside him was his eerie old friend, Wang Taiyu.

Wang Taiyu said, "The Nine-Eyed Evil One, do not look at that eye, or you may face disaster!"

This old tutor's cultivation level has remained at the Nascent Soul stage for so many years.

His lifespan had also come to an end.

Furthermore, he had never participated in any major events in the Xuanzhen Dao world; he was just a nobody, so of course he didn't know what that eye represented.

However, the Nine-Eyed Evil said blankly, "Old Wang, that eye doesn't seem to have any ill intentions towards me. I feel like I've become more powerful. My nine eyes seem to be nurturing some kind of power."

It could indeed feel a power being nurtured within its nine eyes.

At this moment, the Shadow Demon also walked over, looking incredulous: "Taiyu, that eye granted me a divine innate ability, did you feel it?"

Wang Taiyu shook his head: "I didn't feel anything. Perhaps only you evil beings can receive such treatment. But why would those eyes be bestowed upon you for no reason?"

"It's the King!!!"

Suddenly, a malevolent being carrying a pile of stones shouted, "The Great King has surely become the most powerful malevolent being in the world! The Great King is going to lead our Yellow Family Army to heaven!"

"Bullshit! We are evil beings, not chickens and dogs!"

"And we've said it so many times, that's His Majesty, His Majesty, when are you coming back to the Ten Thousand Mountains! We miss you so much! Waaaaah!"

The group of evil beings, carrying tree branches and leaves, who had been hoping for their emperor's return, were extremely saddened.

Although they have become stronger, they have long been tired of living in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

They fondly remember the days when they and their emperor would bully those evil gods from other places.

Wang Taiyu shook his head and said, "You've all become so obsessed with the past that you've lost your minds. Those eyes are terrifying. How could they possibly be Chen Huangpi? Perhaps that's the legendary Heavenly Dao."

"Impossible, that's His Majesty."

The Nine-Eyed Evil One shouted, "What is the Heavenly Dao? The Heavenly Dao never gives us any benefits. Only His Majesty would treat us Evil Ones like this!"

Upon hearing this, the evil beings began to clamor.

Wang Taiyu still tried to defend himself.

The shadowy figure stopped him, saying, "Brother Taiyu, the evil brothers haven't been around for many years. They don't even know what the Heavenly Dao is. Even if they did, they wouldn't care. They only recognize Chen Huangpi."

Just as Shadowy Evil said.

Those evil beings have no idea what the Way of Heaven is.

Even if it were enlightenment and wisdom, that would have been a matter of the Yellow Heaven Era.

Within this era of the Azure Heavens, they should never have developed into what they are now, with a collective sense of identity and even an extremely crude social system, mutually recognizing a ruler.

It should be noted that even the evil entities in the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty only fought their own battles.

Only the group of strange beings in the Ten Thousand Mountains would stick together for warmth.

At this moment.

A strange entity brought Wang Mingdao to the scene in a hurry.

"Something terrible has happened, Lao Wang. It seems your son is dying."

"What!?"

Wang Taiyu hurriedly took his son Wang Mingdao from the evil hand. He saw that Wang Mingdao was trembling all over and his skin had turned pale, like a corpse.

Something was wriggling on his chest, as if it was about to burst through his clothes.

tear...

Wang Taiyu ripped open the shirt at his chest.

then……

He saw something he couldn't believe.

On Wang Mingdao's chest, a blood-red flower bud suddenly bloomed. In an instant, the bud blossomed, revealing a miniature blood-red head inside that vaguely resembled Wang Mingdao.

"Father... I feel so bad..."

The blood-red head seemed to possess Wang Mingdao's consciousness, and it actually spoke in human language on the spot: "Ahhhhh! Kill me, kill me!!!"

Wang Mingdao was in immense pain.

He felt as if he were experiencing an indescribable torment.

It's as if the whole person has been crushed and is about to be put back together and become another life.

And this blood-red head was none other than the transformation of his nascent soul.

Wang Taiyu's expression changed drastically: "Mingdao, Mingdao, why did you suddenly become like this? Is it those eyes? Is it those eyes?"

Wang Mingdao cried out in anguish, "No, it's not just me, everyone else is the same. Father, I'm in so much pain, kill me, kill me..."

"Mingdao, my son..."

Wang Taiyu hugged Wang Mingdao, as if he were sharing the same pain, and said painfully, "I know, Father. The changes in the world are about to end, and the protagonist of the next era is the evil. All living beings will become evil. But why now? Why must I, an old man with white hair, send off my black-haired son?"

"Heavens above, why are you so cruel!"

He was actually shouting the wrong thing.

It's not that Heaven is cruel, but rather that the Yellow Heaven is cruel.

At this moment, the Shadow Demon also figured out what was happening around him.

Not only Wang Mingdao, but all the other mortals living here are also turning into evil beings at an extremely fast pace.

Even the graves of ordinary people who had long since died and were buried in the earth exuded a strange aura. But why was Wang Taiyu unharmed?

The Shadow Demon looked around at the other demons, then at the cold, ruthless vertical eye in the sky, and couldn't help but show a look of confusion.

The evil beings cannot understand the ways of Wang Taiyu and his son.

Not only did they not understand, but there were also strange and malevolent forces applauding and cheering.

"Old Wang, your son is finally going to die, that's great! What's that saying you humans have again? 'Promotion, wealth, and the death of one's wife.' Your wife may have died young, but losing your son is almost the same."

"Yes, you can become an evil being after you die. We evil beings are born immortal, which saves you the trouble of cultivating."

"Old Wang, when are you planning to die?"

"I...you..."

Wang Taiyu's already painful mood was further aggravated by these evil beings, causing him to feel an indescribable sense of collapse.

Although I had long been prepared to die.

But Wang Taiyu never imagined that his son would die before him.

You have to understand, how old is Wang Mingdao?

Even if we count backwards from the end of lifespan, it should be at least until the end of the world's upheavals before lifespan ends. Now, there are still three more days until the extreme of Yang, yet it has become a case of the white-haired burying the black-haired.

As parents, we are all made of flesh and blood; how can we not panic and suffer?

"Father, don't be sad."

Wang Mingdao gripped Wang Taiyu's hand tightly: "This is fate, and fate cannot be defied. I only regret that I was ignorant back then and caused you so much trouble..."

"Father, I'm sorry. I couldn't bring myself to apologize to you before, but now that I'm dying, Father... Father..."

"It is I who have wronged you."

Tears streamed down Wang Taiyu's face as he gripped Wang Mingdao's neck tightly with both hands. His gray hair was soaked with sweat, and his whole body was trembling.

"When I was young, I devoted myself to the affairs of the world and was very strict with you. But if I were given a chance to do it all over again, I would never expect you to be like me."

"As long as you can live a peaceful and safe life, your father... your father..."

At this point, Wang Taiyu couldn't continue.

Because no matter what, those are all unattainable dreams.

The only thing he can do now is to give Wang Mingdao a quick death so that he can stop suffering from this mutation.

But how could Wang Taiyu bring himself to do it?

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

Wang Taiyu suddenly looked up at the sky, gazing at the incomparably majestic eye of the Heavenly Dao, and pleaded, "Heavens, if you can hear the voice of this humble commoner, then please inflict the pain of my son upon me."

"I am willing to bear this pain for him!"

Wang Taiyu held his only son, pointing to the sky and pleading, hoping that the Eye of Heaven could hear his voice.

And just then.

Wow…

The towering hawthorn tree suddenly shook its branches and leaves.

Countless fiery red leaves fell from the sky.

As the fallen leaves landed on Wang Taiyu, a sound resembling the cry of a sword or the roar of a dragon rang out from within him.

That is the Void-Piercing Divine Sword.

It was the Void-Piercing Divine Sword clone that Chen Huangpi left for Wang Taiyu.

He only gave this clone to Wang Taiyu.

Now, the Void Divine Sword clone burst out of Wang Taiyu's body, and Wang Taiyu, in a flash of inspiration, grabbed the sword hilt.

Then, a sword light shot into the sky.

When the sword light flew into the sky, it had become dazzling.

Boom! ! ! !

It was like the sound of a heartbeat echoing in the eyes of the Yellow Heaven.

That eye seemed to be drawn to the sword light of the Void-Piercing Divine Sword, and at the same time, it also heard a voice.

That was Wang Taiyu's voice.

Although countless years have passed.

But He still remembers this person and is still willing to give him special care.

It was Wang Taiyu who made Him discover that the process of transforming living beings into evil beings seemed to be too painful.

next second.

A beam of fire shot out from Huang Tian's eyes.

The flame, as thin as a thread, spread across the Hundred Thousand Mountains the instant it appeared, reaching Wang Taiyu and penetrating directly into the clone of the Void-Piercing Divine Sword.

And at this moment.

All the cultivators in the entire Xuanzhen Dao Realm, and even the skeleton Dao Lord in the outline, turned their gaze to the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Although they couldn't see it at all.

Everything in the Ten Thousand Mountains is shrouded in mist.

But they knew that something big was happening here.

The Yellow Heaven is about to be born, and at this critical moment, whatever power or ability is unleashed, it is the most primal and purest Dao. Anyone who obtains it will receive immense fortune.

Of course, this only applies to cultivators in the Xuanzhen Dao Realm.

It is meaningless to beings in other worlds; even if they obtain it, it will vanish into thin air.

……

And the other side.

In the human world, in the world within the tomb of the gods.

The heretical Taoist priest, sitting cross-legged in the center of the altar and dressed in a black Taoist robe, sighed.

"Heaven values ​​life and does not treat all things with sorrow or joy."

"Heaven values ​​selflessness and is not swayed by the joys or sorrows of all things."

"Whether it's 'human will can conquer nature' or 'following the will of nature,' the way of nature never dictates how things should be done."

"It's all just a matter of people doing things, and Heaven is watching."

As he spoke, the heretic reached out and gently brushed his hand across the eggshell in front of him.

Then, many characters resembling flowers, birds, fish, and insects lit up on the eggshell.

There is a physical body inside.

Wearing a black Taoist robe, with a handsome face, it was Chen Huangpi's original physical body.

Now that the physical body has been fully repaired, it is time to return to its original place.

The heretic stared blankly at Chen Huangpi's physical body, and for the first time said indignantly, "Isn't the child I raised with such care also a person who believes in the power of human will to overcome nature?"

"Yellow-skinned brat! Unleash the Six Yang Gods and show them what true human triumph over nature is!"

A moment!

In another realm of profound Taoism.

The coffin was buried under the towering Jianmu tree.

The dazzling, colorful light was so intense that even the roots of the towering Jianmu tree could not block it out.

A radiant glow shot into the sky.

And in that rosy glow.

Chen Huangpi, with black hair, golden eyes, and a vertical blue-gold eye mark between his brows, stepped out.

He was wearing a black Taoist robe.

His physical body returned to its original form, while the evil body disappeared. There were five organ temples in his abdominal cavity, the last of which had already been completed.

The sun and moon are reflected in each of his eyes.

Although he is not at his peak yet, he is already considered one of the most powerful individuals.

In particular, his level of attainment was not close to the Dao.

He is still a true immortal.

Because he is the Dao himself, he does not need any other realm to be added to him.

"Huang Er, I feel like I'm coming back to life!"

Chen Huangpi reached out and a brass oil lamp appeared in front of him.

Then, he did something.

He transformed the brass oil lamp into a mask and put it on his face.

The brass oil lamp asked in bewilderment, "Chen Huangpi, what are you trying to do?"

Chen Huangpi said, "We'll make the fake one real! Then, we'll kill the Skeleton Dao Master and rescue the Taixu Dao Master!" (End of Chapter)